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6.06 - Loot V

Fortunately, Zoey wasn't stuck with her sticky mishap crammed inside her bodysuit for the rest of the shard. She already knew from earlier that the material was selectively permeable, as noticed when she'd gotten a good taste of Maddy's juices through the suit. Further experimentation showed that Zoey could make that work with cum, too. It just took her focusing her intent,

willing

the fluid to soak through—like how most items and her class worked. So bit by bit, Zoey emptied the balloon from her suit, clearing the sticky liquid out.

Which was weird, having that sort of mental control over her clothing, but compared to everything else she'd been through, she barely blinked twice at it. She was just happy that she wouldn't be walking around with a huge cum balloon wobbling between her legs all day.

Out of curiosity, she also experimented with other fluids. Specifically, her spit, to see if it was possible. It was. And from the other direction, too. She could allow the sticky material to soak into her palm with a simple mental command.

So she had a surprising amount of control over the bodysuit. Zoey wasn't sure if that meant anything useful, or whether the feature was just for her convenience. Because, again, walking around all day with an increasingly growing cum bubble would have been a little much, even by Zoey's rapidly adjusting sensibilities.

From there, she and Maddy set back off. In the previous shards, Zoey had frankly been an inconsequential member of the team—contributing, but also unnecessary in the grand scheme of things, with Rosalie and Delta making short work of their opponents.

That wasn't the case for Zoey's current predicament. Responsible for the majority of their damage, Zoey's performance absolutely did matter. In the instances where she struggled to chain enough damaging spells or even missed crucial ones, the fights became suddenly much harder. Not to any lethal degree—they took things slow and were well-prepared for a third-shard environment—but riskier than any of Zoey's other experiences.

Which she found ... exciting? Strangely? Certainly, it was exhilarating, fighting for her life, if maybe 'fighting for her life' was putting it dramatically. At a minimum, getting to put her hard work to use felt deeply rewarding. Seeing the fruits of her dedication these past few weeks. While there'd been plenty of diversions while at Treyhull, Zoey

had

spent a good portion of that time working on bettering herself as a wayfarer. She had hardly closed the gap between her and her trained-from-birth prodigious teammates, but she wasn't

embarrassed

by her abilities anymore, either.

As they progressed through the shard, the two of them made another odd discovery related to their bodysuits. Specifically, that they were slowly changing color.

"I could've sworn I noticed something earlier," Maddy said, frowning down at her outstretched hand—at the shiny material. "But now I'm positive. They're definitely grayer. Weren't they shiny black when we started?"

"Definitely." Zoey didn't have a doubt in her mind about that, because she'd been more than a little absorbed in how great the suit's glossy black midnight had looked on Maddy. Now, the material was several shades lighter. "They're turning gray."

"Every time we kill something, I think," Maddy said. "And ... I'm pretty sure during our recharge sessions, too? That's when I first noticed. It changed a lot then."

"What do you think it means?"

"I could only guess."

"It'd be better than mine."

Maddy hesitated, then shrugged. "Maybe we're upgrading them?"

"Upgrading them? How?"

"No clue. But I assume it'll become relevant later on."

"Huh." Zoey thought that over. "Think it could be a

bad

thing?" Maybe not an upgrade, but something they needed to worry about, instead.

Maddy shrugged. She didn't seem overly concerned with the possibility. "It's not like we can avoid killing monsters. Or recharging you. So if it is bad, we're just gonna have to deal with the side effects. You haven't noticed anything?"

"No," Zoey said. "Not really." She frowned. "Besides that they're comfortable. This thing is heat-resistant for you, too, right?" Zoey made to tug at the latex-like material, but, of course, it didn't budge. Glued to her skin like always.

"Oh, yeah. It is," Maddy agreed. "And it's becoming more noticeable the deeper we go—because it's getting hotter. My body feels fine, but my face is getting pretty hot." She wiped her forehead of sweat, flicking it away, to emphasize the point. Then she frowned, realizing what Zoey was getting at. "You think that has something to do with it. Heat resistance?"

It was Zoey's turn to shrug. "No clue. Just commenting."

With their situation unilluminated—but at least

noticed

, now—they continued through the magma caverns. Paying closer attention, they confirmed that killing monsters was slowly morphing their once-black bodysuits into lighter shades of gray. Very slowly, but definitely doing it.

What happened when it

did

reach white? What would happen then? Anything? Was it cosmetic only? She doubted that.

As they progressed deeper, Zoey took samples from any material that seemed like it could be useful as an alchemical reagent. Rocks, moss, parts of monsters, some of the glowing red ore in the walls and ceiling, and so on. Much of it would be useless, as mundane as any other old plant or stone, but Zoey had the inventory space, and means to collect, so why wouldn't she? Sabina would help her figure out what was worth keeping once she returned to Mantle.

Possibly, Zoey would find some uses for the materials to make her own potions, should she need to. She didn't particularly feel like settling down

now

and making a few test brews, with she and Maddy being pressed on time and wanting to find Rosalie and Delta, but she would do so at least once before the shard's completion. One of her skills allowed easier catalyzation when making potions from reagents found inside the shard, so it would be horribly wasteful to not even

see

what could happen, there.

Their first loot encounter came in the form of a heavy chest hanging inside a spiderweb—the domicile's resident which she and Maddy had actually had fair difficulty killing. The giant rock-spider had been both unpleasant to look at, and more resistant to their inflaming and confusion spells. And generally tougher. Practically a mini-boss. But they managed. And had been rewarded for the effort.

The two of them hefted the container down to the floor, then straightened out and appraised the object. They peered at it from every angle. It didn't seem to be trapped, so Zoey clicked the two latches and swung it open. As typical for shard loot, an inky black portal met her. She reached in—suppressing a shiver at the cool, otherworldly sensation of the miniature portal—and groped around. Her hand closed around a wooden shaft. She pulled.

A staff emerged, a black, gnarled, charred piece of wood nearly as tall as Zoey herself. At its tip, the warped wood was wrapped around a perfectly circular red gem.

Before Zoey inspected it, she couldn't help but internally wince in expectation, bracing herself for the distorted, unpleasant sensation that came with peeking at corrupted artifacts. But relief came quickly: the description read normally, dispelling any worries of Zoey's that they might have landed in such a shard. There would be no shenanigans like what had happened at Mel's.

[Staff of Crawling Flames]: Uncommon. A weapon suitable for pyromaniacs.

"Oh," Maddy said. "That's ... normal."

"Yeah." Zoey was also surprised by that; she'd been ready for ... the typical shard fare. "Seems like it's for fire mages, though, not us." Which was ironic, seeing how Zoey was the opposite, having a specialty in ice.

"Makes sense, considering where we are." Maddy gestured around at one of the red veins of ore, which radiated heat. "Shards are more likely to create loot suitable to the delvers inside of it, but they won't

always

be nice. So it's fair that we get a fire staff, in a place like this." She paused. "Though, I really did expect something ... less appropriate. Even when I saw it was a staff." She laughed. "Honestly, this shard in general hasn't been

that

weird, besides the bodysuits. I think I let your warnings get in my head."

It was true. So far, this adventure hadn't been as bad as the earlier two she'd gone on with Rosalie and Delta. They hadn't even bumped into a lewd trap, yet, like vines trying desperately to grope them.

Though there were good odds that was because they were carefully avoiding traps. They'd navigated around several suspicious-looking bits of terrain. Zoey didn't particularly want to take the risk of whether they would be

normal

traps or lewd ones. While the latter would be troublesome at best, the former could result in grievous bodily harm, especially as they were working into higher shard levels. Even if Zoey were feeling adventurous, simply jumping into a trap and hoping it would grope her rather than—well, much worse—was a terrible idea.

"It varies," Zoey agreed, reaching down into the chest to feel around for more items. "Seems like this one isn't too bad." Her hand closed around something squishy, and, brow furrowing, she pulled the object out.

Zoey held up a see-through, white gel cylinder with bumpy insides.

Both girls stared at it.

"Maybe we spoke too soon, though," Zoey said, her amusement rapidly rising.

"What is that?"

Zoey looked down into the hollow cylinder. She wiggled a finger in and felt around the bumpy insides.

"I think," Zoey said matter-of-factly, "It's a pocket pussy."

"What?!"

[Brewing Chamber]: Rare. Fill with seed and give time to concoct. Provides random, potent bonus effects. Additional substances grant stronger results.

Zoey started laughing.

"S-Seed?" Maddy stammered out. "Like—?"

"Cum? Yeah, probably. And it's called a brewing chamber? I wonder if it dropped this because of my alchemy rune." A lewder way to concoct potions than normal alchemical methods. Though, it didn't seem like it was an actual alchemy tool: just an item that mimicked the process, as fitting for Zoey's class.

"And 'additional substances grant stronger results'?" Maddy asked, eyes wide. "So, it wants—? It wants us

both

to—?"

Zoey's grin widened. "Two is better than one." At the imagery produced by that idea, blood rushed downward. Tight dark-gray latex squeezed around her erection as she swelled with excitement. "We have to recharge soon, anyway. Wanna give her a test run?" She wiggled the pocket-pussy enticingly at Maddy.

"Like—? With—?"

"The dungeon was nice enough to leave most of my lewd potions in my inventory," Zoey said. "And it'll be a tight fit, but we could both squeeze in at once. Work efficiently on filling it up." Her heart starting to slam in anticipation—at the look on Maddy's face, the shock and rapidly reddening cheeks—Zoey teased, "What, don't you wanna see what having a cock is like? It'll be fun."

6.07 - ❤ Sharing a Toy I

Content Advisory: Next two chapters are futa/futa, fyi!

"O-Oh," Maddy stammered. "I just—you want me to—grow something?"

"Something?" Zoey asked, amused. "A cock. Not 'something'. But only if you want to," she said, stating the obvious. "But we can solve two problems at once. Testing our new loot out, and recharging."

"That's a good point, I suppose," Maddy said. She sounded hesitant about the idea. Though not because she didn't

want

to, Zoey felt pretty certain, but because growing a cock was—well, a daunting idea. Especially with what Zoey was suggesting they do. Squeeze into a shared pocket-pussy and milk each other out.

"They can be a bit much to start with," Zoey said, grabbing her own shaft and shaking it in front of Maddy—whose gray eyes locked to it, cheeks flaming. "But they feel good. And I think you'd look cute with one." She took a step forward, poking her cock into Maddy's stomach. She rubbed up and down the warm latex-covered skin there, slowly, Mady's breath coming faster and faster.

Maddy shivered, the idea clearly exciting her. "I guess it wouldn't be so bad to just try it out," she murmured.

Zoey grinned. Mentally rummaging around inside her inventory, she pulled out one of the potions. "You'll need some help drinking it, though."

"I will?"

"It doesn't go in your mouth. Not for the best results."

"Huh?"

"In the other end."

"The ... other end?"

Zoey grinned, and Maddy's eyes slowly widened as she realized what Zoey was saying.

"W-What? Why?"

"One of my newer skills," Zoey said, laughing. "And we learned earlier that we can pass liquids through the bodysuits,"—though Zoey hadn't considered

this

use of that convenience factor, earlier—"so it should still work." For that matter, the suit's permeability would be necessary for filling up the toy, too. Probably why it was a feature. Zoey's class and too many items simply

required

the suit not to be watertight. "Lucky us."

"Wow," Maddy said. "That's ... um. The potion really needs to go up there?"

"Yep," Zoey said. "So, on your knees, cutie. Spread those legs."

Maddy flushed and hesitated, but only for a moment, before doing as she was told. Like Rosalie, she was fast to obey when things got heated. Zoey got down on her knees as well, briefly admiring the smaller girl's ass, which Maddy presented for her. The shiny dark-gray latex did wonders for highlighting her curves—and in a slightly different way from the midnight black.

Pressing a thumb on Maddy's backdoor, she wiggled her digit around, testing the girl through the layer of slippery material. Maddy shuddered under the contact. Zoey slowly pressed in. Normally, she would lubricate Maddy up, but the magical bodysuit seemed to take care of that: the material came pre-lubricated or was otherwise just that slippery. The suit bent inward, sliding into Maddy along with Zoey's thumb. A little groan escaped the girl, her hips wiggling at the intrusion.

"Feels good?"

"Y-Yeah," Maddy gasped. "I haven't, um, done much of—" she sucked in a breath of air as Zoey delved deeper, wiggling her thumb down—"this. Before."

"We'll have to fix that. Fingers are only half the fun. I've got something bigger you might like." Idly, she grabbed her erection and tapped it gently on Maddy's ass—who jumped at the impact, even a light tap having more of a hefty slap than Zoey had intended. "But not yet," Zoey said. "Another time. You ready?"

"R-Ready."

Uncorking the potion, Zoey tipped it over and plunged it inside Maddy's hole, wiggling the smooth glass in. The girl's back arched as the cold liquid started to enter her. She gasped as the magical fluid poured in, filling her up through the suit—mentally allowing it to pass, as they'd experimented with earlier—and tickling her insides, the potent fluid setting her on fire. Maddy squirmed and groaned on the ground, adjusting to the bizarre sensation, and when Zoey saw the vial was empty, she pulled it out. The latex pulled back as well, and no liquid glistened the material: the potion had fully entered her.

"Good girl," Zoey said, patting Maddy's ass. "Just relax. Let it do its thing."

Maddy, reasonably, didn't relax. Instead, she was tensed up, gasping and squirming as her body started to transform. Her cock grew, thickening and lengthening, expanding from nothing into a twitching rod dangling from between her spread legs, hugged by the dark-gray bodysuit. Zoey watched, transfixed, as Maddy's cock swelled, drinking in the sight.

Though ... Zoey's eyes went wider and wider as it kept going. For some reason, she had assumed the small, petite, cute Maddy would be matched by an equally small, petite, and cute cock—which Zoey would have been delighted to play with. But that assumption turned out to be ... incorrect. Maybe because of Zoey's chosen consumption method, the alternate ingestion, which provided a stronger effect. It had worked that way for Rosalie, too. Even so, Zoey hadn't expected

this.

"This is so weird," Maddy groaned, hips wiggling left and right, sending her increasingly large cock waggling from side to side, slapping against her thighs. Zoey couldn't reply, only keep staring as twelve fat inches of girlcock sprouted between the girl's legs. A girthy beast that looked even larger because of her small frame. The biggest she'd seen, bigger even than Rosalie's, and not just because of Maddy's proportions. It was second only to Zoey's.

Maddy groaned one last time, the transformation finishing. She rolled over onto her butt and spread her legs to see what had appeared, lifting her cock up and pressing it against her stomach and chest—reaching nearly to her chin, with how she'd positioned herself, slightly bent forward to take the sight in.

"Z-Zoey?" Maddy asked, sounding incredulous. "Is it supposed to be—?"

"That big?" Zoey asked, a bit faintly. "I mean, everyone's different. You got lucky, I guess."

Maddy pressed her palm into her shaft, squishing the twitching, veiny length harder into her body. She groaned at the sensation. "It feels—weird. Hot. It's really hot."

Zoey agreed, if in a different way than Maddy had meant. The sight of Maddy's enormous cock draped out against her small body was ... doing some things to her. The size difference was insanely erotic, as it was when she laid her

own

cock out against Maddy. Zoey's cock throbbed in her bodysuit, pressing painfully against the clingy, form-fitting material.

Zoey cleared her throat, managing to tear her attention away from Maddy's monstrous member and up to lock eyes with her. Maddy was biting her lip, staring down at herself as she breathed heavily. She probably hadn't expected to ... well, get as much cock as she had.

"Well," Zoey eventually said. "You wanna give her a test run?" She held up the pocket pussy, and Maddy's gaze tore away, focusing on the object. Maddy's cock jumped once in anticipation. "Don't worry," Zoey said. "I'll go easy on you."

Maddy nodded slowly, not taking her eyes off the toy. Her sensitive new member was clearly doing some thinking for her—the sensation of even just briefly touching herself was almost visibly making Maddy's head spin. She stared at the toy, attention rapt like she couldn't think of anything else.

Zoey was happy to help her get her first taste. Moving forward, she grabbed Maddy's cock, wrapping her fingers around it and standing it up in the air. Maddy settled on her elbows, legs spread, letting Zoey sit between them and admire the monster she'd grown, red-faced and breathing hard.

"Wow," Zoey said breathlessly, wrapping a second hand around the thing. She stroked it, feeling the warmth of Maddy's cock radiating through the bodysuit. "I can't believe it's so big." She looked at Maddy, equal parts amused and aroused. "Such a fat cock on such a tiny girl. Don't you have any shame?"

"It's not like I

picked

it," Maddy protested.

Zoey laughed. She lined the pocket pussy up to the tip of Maddy's massive member. "Here we go, then." She wiggled it around, feeling the girl's cock throb in her hand as the rubbery insides of the toy rubbed against her sensitive head. "Deep breaths. Just enjoy yourself."

Slowly, she pushed Maddy's cock into the toy, feeding inch after inch into the tight hole. Maddy moaned, falling back on her elbows as her dick was swallowed up by the pocket pussy.

"It's so ... tight," she groaned, her eyes rolling back as the toy swallowed more and more of her cock. "O-Oh wow."

"You like it?" Zoey murmured, pushing Maddy's fat dick into the toy, feeling the gel expand to accommodate her. Maddy's body trembled as her cock was squeezed on all sides by the tight chamber. "I thought you would. They're especially sensitive when you're new to them."